Hiraeth

This pen stifles my thoughts

Are you conscious or not

My media is files with bots and thots

I wanna scream but what would it mean to a world full of desensitized hope feinds?

Life on a screen doesn’t help me believe that I’ll ever be more than a prophet with a lein on my soul. We will never ascend this hole of all we do is dig dig dig

I feel…

I feel like…

I feel like I wanna

—dig my head outta the sand!!!

hand extended

the most intimate moment

Like a forgotten moment on the ceiling of the Sistine chapel

The moment we emancipated ourselves from the entanglement we possess God still lived in us we were renounced our power in an attempt to experience life on our own.

Hiraeth

It’s in our dreams our thoughts every molecule of who we are. It’s the reason we ask “why?”

the question is the answer!

That moment we accepted the apple

Bite or not

Now it’s Bytes

We’re not going anywhere

Unless we regaint sight

we’re frozen in fright. over what offense? we pray pennants —repetition each day at first light.

overachievers? REPEAT, under luminous Luna.

“As I lay me down to sleep”

I lay Me down to sleep…

  • I am because of What dwells within.
  • the same in You.

    There also Exists throughout the Space between Us

    The name of the Source?

    You define.

    Different than mine?

    That’s fine.

    “Namaste, kid”

    I see You and I love You.

    All of You, because —that’s the frequency we need.

    Tune in or tune out

    You feel the wave.

    It’s connection we crave instead of cellular or WiFi.

    It’s in ya CELLS, you’ll learn.

    “You feel me?”

    now just a token, really —a trifle.

    Validation is the trade

    Willing to be made by so many these days

    What’s valid is love

    that tribe from above

    But as above so below

    So don’t forget to respect the flow.

    The ride is as long as you want it to be

    We will never answer “yes” when you ask “are we there yet?”

    Our moment of arrival is an earthly myth

    For those to rise out of this primordial mist have gained a much greater gift.

    Separation from the chrysalis that holds us in

  • A cocoon,
  • WE created, with the belief in SIN.
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